Chapter XI

The Council room was silent, as the empty spaces of the two Members who were killed, and the one that was captured echoed in the room. Masters Yoda, Mace Windu, Obi-Wan Kenobi and Ki-Adi Mundi were the four senior life-time members of the Council, the election of three new masters would rest upon their shoulder, permanent replacements for Plo Koon and Coleman Kcaj would be required, and a temporary one for Saesee Tiin.

Yoda broke the silence, "Three new Masters we need, anyone suggested?" he directed at the other members.

"Master Secura," said Anakin from his position.

"Master Tholme," suggested Shaak Ti, Agen shook his head, "Master Thon,"

"Aigus," advised Kit Fisto.

"Master Mawn? Master Drallig, Master Ikit, Master Roame?"

Mace Windu nodded, "I elect Master Secura," when no one challenged his election Obi-Wan spoke, "I elect Master Mawn," when no one challenged the Cerean Jedi Master spoke, "I elect Master Drallig,"

Mace turned to him, "Master Drallig would not accept that position, and Master Tholme wouldn't either,"

"Master Offee then," elected Ki-Adi.

The Council members agreed, "These three shall be placed on the Council,"

"This issue is settled," said Master Windu, he glanced at Obi-Wan who nodded, "now for a Council on the matter of Death Seekers,"

Obi-Wan rose from his seat, "I have received word from my padawan Ian that one of the Lord of their order will like to have an audience with us,"

Kit and Agen looked confused but Stass Allie spoke their thoughts, "One of their three High Lords?"

Obi-Wan shook his head, "Underneath each of the High Lords are two Lords, a Lord named Fyte will like to meet with the Council," Kit, Agen and Stass looked satisfied.

Mace Windu now spoke, "This will prove as an invaluable chance to actually gain more knowledge into the minds of the Seekers, though from our battle and Masters Kenobi and Skywalker's meeting we see two different sides," he looked thoughtful, "it is as if some do not agree with the others, we must mend them, for most are of the dark side,"

"Council adjourned," said Mace Windu and the Jedi Masters began filing out.

Obi-Wan stopped Mace Windu and Yoda, requesting a private audience with them, as the thick council doors hissed close Obi-Wan seethed, "I wish to return to retrieve my padawan, I fear his time with the Seekers is beginning to affect him,"

Yoda nodded, "feared this I did, lose him we cannot,"

"Will you be able to bring him back? Or do you wish for audience with a Disciplinary Council?" inquired Master Windu carefully.

Obi-Wan was quiet for a while, and none could discern his line of thought, "I can deal with him myself Master, I need just to remove him from thier presence,"

"As you say Obi-Wan,"

Anakin was restless and he paced the training arena in an attempt to drive the restlessness away, even meditations were not permitting him good council.

His padawan entered the room, "Master?"

Anakin glanced at him, "What is it Timoth?"

The younger Jedi looked a bit bashful, "I wish to learn the lightsaber technique Juyo, the seventh,"

Anakin was caught off guard at his request, even he had difficulty using that lightsaber technique, the seventh and most aggressive, Mace Windu had adapted it into Vaapad, an even more deadly form, the Jedi Master was, needless to say a bit intimidated by the technique, "I cannot teach you this form, but I can tell you some one who can,"

Timoth smiled, "who?"

Anakin was silent and shook his head, "first you must best me," he replied, his blue lightsaber activating with a snap-hiss, the blue blade hummed silently.

Timoth ruefully activated his lightsaber and nodded, "alright Master,"

Anakin came forward slowly, and their lightsabers made contact, both blades intersecting at basically the same point, and both having the same effect repelling the blades back at the users. The Jedi Master grunted as he switched to the defensive allowing his padawan to box him in.

Timoth smiled a bit, showing confidence in his attacks, Anakin leapt and flipped over the young man, using the Force to aide his jump and his landing. Timoth spun on the tip of his toes and his lightsaber met opposition, the two blades locked and the padawan tried with all his might to throw Anakin back but to no avail.

Anakin threw himself back and swept his blade in an arc from behind his arm forward, knocking Timoth back. He stared at the pure determination in the young man's eyes and finally conceded, his lightsaber's blade disappeared into his hilt, "alright, I will give you the name of a Jedi Master who can teach you this lightsaber form," Anakin was quiet for a moment as he slowly thought of the power he was now handing into Timoth's hands, "This Jedi Master's name is Cin Drallig and he makes his home deep within the Temple, in order for you to master Juyo you must first defeat him which is a near impossible task, only Master Yoda and Windu have defeated him in a fair battle,"

Timoth nodded and bowed in appreciation, "thank you master," he said before quickly running off.

Anakin watched him go and slowly stretched, he was no longer restless, that short exercise did well for him it took his mind off of Padmé and his children, it took him away from the thoughts of leaving the Jedi Order, he was needed and it was his duty, he was thoughtful for a moment and turned to look at the entrance of the training room, he knew of another Jedi Master who had a family, who in fact had a wife and a son, Nejaa Halcyon, his friend who he aided on Praesitlyn. He wondered where he was now, maybe with his family he thought ruefully, then a thought struck him, if the Council demanded of his whereabouts his family may be revealed, the young Jedi Master rushed toward the communications room to leave a holovid message for his friend save his secret family be found.